Red House on the River

January 5, 2024.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I have many photographs of this red house, interested as I am in the river itself, but also the architectural aspects of old homes such as this. Who lives there, I wonder? What an incredible view they have. Ric and I have often dreamed of living at the water’s edge – an ocean, or great lake – […]

By Land, Train, or Water

November 6, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Actually, the trestle is now a walking path, but that fact ruined my title…For Cee’s Which Way Challenge: black and white

Muskrat

April 14, 2023.Reading time 1 minute.

Went to the river to clear my mind. It’s been a rough couple of weeks helping Ukrainians. Some, feeling they can’t make it in Canada, or missing family too much, have gone home. Worse than that, we uncovered human trafficking. One employment trafficking, and another procuring young women for the sex trade. I have felt […]

A Dog Knows

July 9, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A trip to the river never fails to surprise –this dog with life-jacket caught my eyes. Ready, he was, to set off downstream,happily dependent on his human team. (Lens-Artists have left their weekly challenge open – the perfect chance to share this sweet photo story with you.)

Morning Dose of Greens

June 8, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

The early morning sun rouses me from sleep. It’s just after six. I contemplate turning over and then remember that rain is called for later. I get up. Still practising intermittent fasting, I won’t eat anything till 9:00, so I decide to slip on my clothes and drive through the neighbourhood, ending up by the […]

Monday Mood: unmotivated

I’ve been pushing and pushing and I’ve hit an impasse. Luckily, I booked myself a reflexology treatment for this morning, so I can lean into the feeling and melt. The sky, mirroring my mood, is a big grey blob. Hopefully, the clouds and this lethargy will disperse later.

The River

There’s a river runs between us,you and I.Our thoughts, like tears, are liquidcarried effortlessly by the current. But you and I,we stand on the banks, oblivious;ignoring the connection,proudly touting our individualism. Still the river flows,and all you’ve suffered,and all I’ve suffered,or dreamed, or imagined, or hoped,flows with it. Step into the water with me,feel our […]